So Uncomfortable

There's a scabbing on the sun seen from the east
It casts a shadow, keeps the pavement cool, the people with bare feet
Selling ball-caps to the young folks walking, healthy heads of hair
Scurry busy in their separate lives, and whisper I don't care

But they do, and so do I, and now I'm worried for my safety
Though my brain controls my body, even then, only in theory
So a face propped up on legs and arms, asking me to speak
I gesture limply to the sky and say, the sun is looking neat

Oh, please
I'm so uncomfortable here

Every road seems to lead to the mall
Where I see a man who's getting angry, asking questions of us all
Why does the tile floor feel like prison bars? And who the hell is that
He's getting carnal, spit and visceral image of steaming, sweating mad

I know he cares, and so do I, I just don't care much when it counts
'Cause I watched the film about me, don't like the actor that they found
He doesn't look like me, behave like me, I like laughing with my friends
If you don't trust me, read the spoilers, I know how that movie ends

Oh, please
I'm so uncomfortable here
I'm so uncomfortable here

I roll out of my bed into a puddle of my fears
Molasses, thick and heavy, and now I'm up to my ears
In all the noise I heard last night, when I was dancing like a clown
I had the poison veins, the cancer breath, and charismatic mouth

I know I care, but all the same, I think this temple is a bomb
I'm waiting for the drugs to kick in, but they're taking too damn long
And I'm afraid to pull the trigger, 'cause I think that I'm in love
But how should I know? I'm the only one who sees the scabbing sun

I'm so uncomfortable here
I'm so uncomfortable here